Inventory

>look
You are in a dusty alcove. Nearby is something that is a bounty hunter after your head.

>check inventory
You are carrying:
A prince rupert's drop
A Sawed-off Shotgun
A piece of candy with dust and dog hair stuck to it
An Iron Throne made from many swords hammered together
A slice of the trunk of Prometheus, the formerly oldest living organism
A Clump of Belly Cheese
A Disposable Lighter
A portable hole
A very dull sword
A set of web shooters

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